My Alpha Mate's Christmas Gift novel Chapter 118

　　And so she did. Venturing away from the village, while everyone continued the preparations, she went to see a special guest of honour, Asher's father.

　　“Buahhahaha!” John burst out laughing.

　　“Does Asher know you’re here?” He said to her,

　　“He doesn’t need to! And I’m serious… Come to the Christmas party we’ll be having.” She firmly spoke.

　　“Interesting. It looks like Asher has quite the interesting mate. You seem different from before. How intriguing… But, I don’t think I can make it. Asher wouldn’t appreciate it if I came anyway…”

　　“That’s not for you to think about. I invited you, so if you aren’t coming for Asher, come for me!” She persisted.

　　“And who are you?” He asked.

　　Roxanne smiled at the question. She had tried to deny it and run from it, but she can't do that anymore. She accepted it now, her fate.

　　"The Luna of the Rockwood pack, and your future daughter-in-law.” She said confidently.

　　John mused as he watched Roxanne leave. It was amusing to see such a girl speak so boldly in front of him, though he knew she was trembling at a point.

　　“She must really want me to come, uh? Oh well…” He muttered.

　　“Looks like you found yourself a good mate, kid…”

　　[Friday, 25th December ]

　　The night was magical… The air was clear and the feeling was pure bliss to everyone present. The glow of the moon was no longer the sole source of light. The fluttering fireflies let their bright-colored shine, making everything seem unreal.

　　Roxanne looked around her. The previously sad and downcast werewolves were chattering happily. It took a great deal of work and effort, but finally, she had achieved it.

　　The giant Christmas tree was open for everyone to see. It looked stiff and unnatural for a Christmas tree, but it was perfect. The glow around it and the decorations made all about it made it appear even more majestic.

　　The bonfire was very large, causing the flames to rise, as though dancing to the music played by the wolves who handled the instruments. As the drumbeat and tambourines sounded, the fire swerved back and forth. Everyone danced, they were elated. They laughed. Roxanne didn't recognize the dance, it must have been a traditional one. But she laughed as she watched them.

　　They are to their fill, drunk to their fill. Roxanne could only take one cup, afterward deciding that she had had enough. This was no night to get drunk.

　　As she watched the celebrations continue, someone approached her. It was Asher.

　　“Hey…” He smiled as he moved even closer, stretching his hands to her.

　　“Want to dance?”

　　She laughed softly as she took his hand and moved closer to him as well. They moved closer to the bonfire and made a space for themselves among the other dancers there.

　　As they walked there, Asher looked at Roxanne, who also returned the gesture, they laughed as their eyes met.